A great adventure in the world of immortal cultivation

KP: It’s just a background setting. It doesn’t affect your real world anyway.

Xiao Huohuo: Walking slowly.

KP: (Dark Dice)

KP: So, a month later, after a month of low-key dormancy, your retrospection successfully avoided Zhao Wuji's attention. Afterwards, you each found a job in Tianmu City to further conceal your identity. Think about what kind of job you can do.

Jeanne: Blacksmithing! A virtuous man must work hard at blacksmithing! By the way, can I gain unlimited proficiency by blacksmithing here?

KP: No, the time you spent in Tianmu City does not essentially belong to you, so neither your cultivation nor your secondary occupation proficiency can be improved. You will be the same when you come here.

Joan of Arc: Stingy! (half annoyed)

Xiao Huohuo: ...I will just work on drug blending.

Han Buli: I will just drive stealthily and collect intelligence everywhere. There is no way I can work. I will never work in this life.

Joan of Arc: Brother Sima gave a thumbs-down.

Romeo: KP, can I go out and seduce a good boy?

KP: Guess.

Romeo: I think it's possible. If we are lucky enough to catch a royal relative one day, our family will be soaring to fame.

Xiao Huohuo: Bro seems to have forgotten what we are here for. (Pinching nose)

Joan of Arc: Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, my father is so upright, how could he have such an unruly daughter like you? It must be because of her bad genes! (Pointing and gesturing)

Han Buli: Logically speaking, you are only 1.4 meters tall, and you can give birth to a child like Lao Luo. Lao Xiao's genes must be amazing.

Romeo: Wrong, it's possible that Lao Xiao went out to have an affair with another man.

Joan of Arc: I see! Haji Xiao, you unfaithful fellow!

Xiao Huohuo: ...Byd made me laugh so hard.

KP: (It's really hard to hold it together) So let's go one by one, starting with Xiao Huohuo. With your superb blending and first aid skills, coupled with your youthful, handsome appearance, you, under the alias Xun'er, have become known as the Little Medical Miracle. You're quite famous in the old city, and many people come to you every day seeking medicine. Despite your expression of disdain, they become increasingly interested.

Xiao Huohuo:?

Han Buli: Do you like the little medical fairy who uses the first aid punch on you with a look of disgust?

Romeo: I like it.

Joan of Arc: I like it too.

Xiao Huohuo: I like Niu Mo! Byd dog KP added my drama without permission, right?

KP: What do you mean by adding more scenes? You chose the role yourself, so it's only natural for me to polish it up a bit. (Pinches nose)

Han Buli: Reasonable.

Romeo: Reasonable.

Xiao Huohuo: Damn!

KP: Then there's Jeanne, a renowned dwarven blacksmith in her neighborhood thanks to her skilled forging skills. She's a perfect example of the saying, "You can't judge a person by their appearance." Those who want to poach you should consider your hammer, which is as tall as you, before they start.

Joan of Arc: If you want to poach someone, pay the betrothal gift. The one who pays more will be poached first. (sticks out tongue)

Xiao Huohuo:?

Romeo: Joan of Arc is truly heartless. (Sad)

Han Buli: Don't be afraid, Lao Xiao, you can choose to divorce and directly take half of Joan of Arc's property.

Joan of Arc:?

KP: Later, as the eldest son, Han Buli didn't have a proper job. He spent his days idling, wandering the streets and alleys, gathering intelligence. Unfortunately, the people of Tianmu City were deeply brainwashed and had a highly unanimous opinion of the Imperial Master. Anyone who said he was a human, not a god, would be dragged out and roasted. As a result, nothing much was gained. Furthermore, your nocturnal activities had earned you considerable criticism from the neighbors. Whenever someone lost something, you were the first person they suspected.

Xiao Huohuo: It’s a stereotype.

Han Buli: Tsk... No, I can't be wrongly accused. I must steal their things!

Joan of Arc: The episode that does not suffer the most.

KP: Finally, it’s Romeo… Romeo, uh…

Xiao Huohuo: (suppressing laughter) Even the cunning KP can't figure out Lao Luo's intentions and actions. Is this the purity of perversion?

KP: (half annoyed) I just don't want my brain to be polluted by memes. Romeo, tell me what you did this past month.

Romeo: If I can't sell wine, I'll just sell tea.

KP:?

Romeo: Look, we already have a heartless father, a pitiful mother and a brother who steals chickens. If I sell tea, everything will be complete.

Han Buli: Genius!

Xiao Huohuo: What hell map? (Pinching nose)

……

KP: So, the days passed by in this ordinary and fulfilling way. Although you can't see the sun rise or set in this underground world, someone always rings the bell at the appointed time, so your daily routine is not disrupted. You have lived here for over a month, and it seems that except for the slightly poor conditions at the bottom, Tianmu City as a whole can be considered a place where people can live and work comfortably. It is clear that Zhao Wuji has put a lot of effort into its management.

KP: During this month, Sha has been coming to your place every now and then. Thanks to Romeo's disguise, she's been able to sneak out of the palace much more efficiently. With Sha's help, the unknown runes were easily deciphered one by one. Sha is also very interested in the common writing system of the Xianyuan Continent, and while helping you translate, she's also learned a lot of it. Her talent is amazing.

Xiao Huohuo: Little sister Sha can do it. Her learning ability is much better than that of someone with an IQ of 80 who failed the imperial examination.

Joan of Arc: How dare you! You, go cook two dishes!

Xiao Huohuo: That's enough, you naughty sister. If you keep making trouble, I'll treat you to a frying pan. (half annoyed)

Joan of Arc: Hehehe.

KP: Well, the translation results are finally out. After several days of re-comparison and piecing together, Han Buli, you successfully obtained the translated version of the parchment notes and letters.

Han Buli: Take a look.

KP: First, there's the parchment notebook, titled "Tianmu Chronicles," which appears to be a diary of successive emperors of Tianmu. The initial entries consist of successive emperors describing the strength of Tianmu, the noble lineage of the royal family, and their commitment to living up to the trust of the previous emperor. It's only in the latter half of the notebook that the content begins to change.

In the 1145th year of the Tianmu calendar, natural disasters struck frequently, and evil beasts invaded. The country was in decline, and its momentum was difficult to break. Could the Tianmu Kingdom's thousand-year foundation really be destroyed by my hands? How angry! How sad!

[The sky is dark and gloomy! In this critical moment of life and death, a great master has descended from heaven to save the nation from disaster. The whole country celebrates!]

[Good! Immortal Master Zhao, not looking down upon you mortals as vulgar, is willing to serve as the Imperial Master and share our special concerns. This is truly a blessing from Heaven's end!]

[The Imperial Master has revealed a shocking secret to me! It turns out that with the invasion of foreign demons, humanity on the continent is in decline, and the immortal masters are struggling to survive. Hiding underground is their only hope of survival... To continue the Tianmu lineage, I have no other choice!]

[The court is full of ignorant and incompetent people! Master Zhao is a master of immortality, and he has devoted all his energy to saving people. How could he harbor evil intentions?]

Kill! Kill them all! Kill, kill, kill!

KP: After writing dozens of "kill" characters, several pages of the notebook became blank.

I've been experiencing a lot of hallucinations lately, probably due to overwork...

KP: Again, several blank pages.

[I'm deeply regretful of being schemed against by the Imperial Master! I was nothing more than his puppet, destroying the Tianmu foundation and becoming an eternal sinner! ... I'm recording the Imperial Master's secrets here, hoping this will atone for my sins.]

KP: It seems like he wrote something important. He opened a new page in his notebook and wrote a sentence in bold handwriting.

[The Imperial Master is dead, but has been resurrected through time, surviving in the world!]

KP: It seems that I have used up all my strength. The handwriting on the next page is extremely light and fluffy.

[…The Imperial Master possesses a magical ability to peer into people's minds. To prevent this secret from being leaked, I will soon commit suicide by taking poison. I hope that when this notebook sees the light of day, it will bring a glimmer of hope to future generations.]

KP: That's the end of the notes.

Xiao Huohuo: ...(pinches nose)

ROMEO: Oh, hold me—oh—hold me—!

Joan of Arc: Tsk tsk tsk, I feel like the number of Tianmu’s victims could fill up a whole wall of martyrs. Zhao Wuji, you really deserve to die!

Han Buli: The Imperial Master is dead, but has returned to life through borrowed time? ... Could it be that the Imperial Master is now just a walking corpse with Foundation Establishment cultivation? Then, Lao Xiao, does your thunder curse have any meaning?

Xiao Huohuo: Hammer, a walking corpse with foundation building cultivation is also at the foundation building stage. (half annoyed)

Joan of Arc: Isn’t there a letter left by Lao Li? Let’s take a look.

KP: Then, you looked at the other piece of letter and found that most of the records on it were some illegal operations carried out secretly after Zhao Wuji became the National Master. In addition, the letter also mentioned that Zhao Wuji would transfer more than 300 prisoners from the prison to the underground of the National Master's Mansion for "reformation" every year, and these "reformed" people naturally never appeared again.

Joan of Arc: Underground... Come on, I have to find a way to go to the Imperial Master's Mansion.

Han Buli: Emmm, it feels like we have to sacrifice one person to lure the tiger away from the mountain. I think Lao Luo is quite suitable.

Xiao Huohuo: I think it’s okay.

Joan of Arc: I have no objection.

Romeo: Woohoo, tonic 80 for my teeth!

KP: Don't worry, just have a good time first, and I'll see if I can arrange an event.

Xiao Huohuo: Lucky, 99/50, big failure.

Han Buli: Lucky, 27/70, successful.

Romeo: Lucky, 11/45, success.

Joan of Arc: Lucky, 22/60, successful.

Xiao Huohuo:???

Han Buli: It’s hard to hold back.

Joan of Arc: There is an eyebrow pencil!

ROMEO: O flute—ah—o flute—

Xiao Huohuo: I really fucked up KP! (Angry)

KP: Le, now I really have to give you some strength.

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Chapter 163: Bitten (Sand of Time Part 11)

Han Buli: Okay, I was originally struggling with who to sacrifice to lure the tiger away from the mountain, but now I don't have to worry about it anymore. (laughs)

Romeo: Woohoo, is this the love a mother has for her children? Xun'er, you are so strong!

Joan of Arc: Great, no need to say more.

Xiao Huohuo: Grooved dice girl! Just wait for me!

Han Buli: So KP, will Lao Xiao die?

KP: Not going to die... maybe?

Xiao Huohuo:?

Han Buli: That Lao Xiao is probably really dead. (Sigh)

KP: Don’t be in a hurry. Before dealing with Xiao Huohuo (Xiao Huohuo: What do you mean by dealing with, bastard!), there is still a sand plot that needs to be processed first.

Han Buli: Sand?

Sha: Well, now you can tell me what exactly these things you asked me to translate mean?

KP: In the relatively tidy, empty house, Sha sat on an old table, hands resting on the edge, slender legs swaying leisurely in mid-air. Suddenly, out of nowhere, he asked this question.

Han Buli: Translation? What translation? (Pinching nose)

Sha: (pouting) Of course it's those words you deliberately cut apart! Don't think I can't see it, you must have gathered some information about the Imperial Master!

Xiao Huohuo: Yes, is there?

Sha: Yes!

KP: Sha spoke with conviction, and her bright blue eyes sparkled with seriousness. It was obvious that she had seen through the little tricks in your mind through her "mind reading".

Xiao Huohuo: (Sighs) If that's the case, then there's nothing more to say. We did find some clues about the Imperial Master, but this is between us and him. Xiaosha, please don't get involved.

Sha: (dissatisfied) Why don’t you meddle in it? I told you I would support you!

Han Buli: This isn't a question of support or not... Dealing with the Imperial Master is a very dangerous matter! I can't run away, otherwise I would have already run away.

Sha: I'm not afraid of danger!